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In the long history of the Hogwarts Quidditch teams, there had never been a more reckless team in Hogwarts history than the current Slytherin Team, even the ones that had resorted to flagrant and unabashed breaking and flaunting of the rules.
The current Slytherin team consisted of no less than three Carver students, taking up one of the Beater posts, one of the Chaser posts, and finally, the Keeper post. Two of them were fraternal twins, while the third was their cousin. Calling them “Reckless” was actually a bit of an understatement, considering how often at least one of them went to see the nurse after a game.
At present, the team was out practicing on a fairly nice day, already up in the air on their brooms.
Keeper: Danielle Carver
Chasers: Marcus Klein, Kami Brier, Donovan Black
Beaters: Darius Carver, Mason Eugene Seymour
Seeker: Daniel Carver
And at the moment, they were doing more screwing around than actual practicing. While Darius and Mason had, once again, gotten into an argument and were smashing bludgers back and forth at each other at high speed. It wasn’t uncommon for the two of them to get into it, and this had occurred during a game or two where they’d accidentally knocked out other players while trying to destroy each other. It was almost awe inspiring to watch them shooting across the sky, a blur of black and green as they swung, dodged, spun, and careened about.
The three chasers were busy practicing throws and catches, expertly keeping away from the irate Beaters as they throw insults at each other.
Meanwhile, sitting on one of the goal posts, their Seeker was currently hung upside down while he talked to his sister, stating “So how’s your date with, uh, whasername, Avalon?”
“Carmina Avali, but it was good. We went to Hogsmeade. She’s surprisingly bashful when you compliment her butt” Danielle grinned, balancing on her broom as she glanced over at their teammates “Shouldn’t we be practicing?”
“Nah, I don’t wanna go see the Nurse after getting hit with a bludger again” He stated, shrugging idly.
The Carver twins were well known for being the most similar fraternal twins most of them had ever seen, no that it was hard for that to be a thing since that type of twin is already excessively rare. Either way, it was to the point where a few clothing options, a concealment spell or two, and a shifting of voice pitch meant that either or could pass as the other without too much effort involved.
It didn't help that they both had the same ungodly yellow eyes, or that their hair reached to their shoulders. His cascaded in a luxurious wave down his back where as hers curled up in bouncy twists around her shoulders, both something they had gotten from their Spanish mother. Both were lithe, the biggest difference between them being Danielle's curviness and her... ample assets, and breastets. (I apologize for that joke >_>; )
It was pretty hard to tell the difference at the moment, considering the robes they were wearing, but neither was attempting to disguise their voice, so it was considerably easier to tell.
The current Slytherin team consisted of no less than three Carver students, taking up one of the Beater posts, one of the Chaser posts, and finally, the Keeper post. Two of them were fraternal twins, while the third was their cousin. Calling them “Reckless” was actually a bit of an understatement, considering how often at least one of them went to see the nurse after a game.
At present, the team was out practicing on a fairly nice day, already up in the air on their brooms.
Keeper: Danielle Carver
Chasers: Marcus Klein, Kami Brier, Donovan Black
Beaters: Darius Carver, Mason Eugene Seymour
Seeker: Daniel Carver
And at the moment, they were doing more screwing around than actual practicing. While Darius and Mason had, once again, gotten into an argument and were smashing bludgers back and forth at each other at high speed. It wasn’t uncommon for the two of them to get into it, and this had occurred during a game or two where they’d accidentally knocked out other players while trying to destroy each other. It was almost awe inspiring to watch them shooting across the sky, a blur of black and green as they swung, dodged, spun, and careened about.
The three chasers were busy practicing throws and catches, expertly keeping away from the irate Beaters as they throw insults at each other.
Meanwhile, sitting on one of the goal posts, their Seeker was currently hung upside down while he talked to his sister, stating “So how’s your date with, uh, whasername, Avalon?”
“Carmina Avali, but it was good. We went to Hogsmeade. She’s surprisingly bashful when you compliment her butt” Danielle grinned, balancing on her broom as she glanced over at their teammates “Shouldn’t we be practicing?”
“Nah, I don’t wanna go see the Nurse after getting hit with a bludger again” He stated, shrugging idly.
The Carver twins were well known for being the most similar fraternal twins most of them had ever seen, no that it was hard for that to be a thing since that type of twin is already excessively rare. Either way, it was to the point where a few clothing options, a concealment spell or two, and a shifting of voice pitch meant that either or could pass as the other without too much effort involved.
It didn't help that they both had the same ungodly yellow eyes, or that their hair reached to their shoulders. His cascaded in a luxurious wave down his back where as hers curled up in bouncy twists around her shoulders, both something they had gotten from their Spanish mother. Both were lithe, the biggest difference between them being Danielle's curviness and her... ample assets, and breastets. (I apologize for that joke >_>; )
It was pretty hard to tell the difference at the moment, considering the robes they were wearing, but neither was attempting to disguise their voice, so it was considerably easier to tell.
